Now What Is Earth, What Are You

I've Always Worked A Bit Like A Cook In A Big Restaurant, Where You've Got Lots And Lots Of Things Laid Out And You Go And Look Into One Cauldron And You Look Into The Other And You See What's Coming To The Boil.

The Closeness Of Reality And The Distance Of Myth, Because If There Is No Distance You Aren't Amazed, And If There Is No Closeness You Aren't Moved.

Theatres, Actors, Critics And Public Are Interlocked In A Machine That Creaks But Never Stops. There Is Always A New Season In Hand And We Are To Busy To Ask The Only Vital Question Which Measures The Whole Structure. Why Theatre At All? What For? Is It An Anachronism, A Superannuated Oddity? Surviving Like An Old Monument Or A Quaint Custom? Why Do We Applaud And What? Has The Stage A Real Place In Our Lives? What Function Can It Have? What Could It Serve? What Could It Explore? What Are Its Special Properties?

You Have To Live To The Responsibility Of The Person Who Has Won, Which Is Even Greater Than The Responsibility Of A Person Who Has Lost.

Preparing A Character Is The Opposite Of Building-it Is A Demolishing, Removing Brick By Brick Everything In The Actor's Muscles, Ideas And Inhibitions That Stands Between Him And The Part, Until One Day, With A Great Rush Of Air, The Character Invades His Every Pore.